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I, like Tamera, am an adoptee and birthmother. I was adopted in 1979 and placed my first child for adoption in 1997. I am curious why we can't recognize that being separated from bio family as being a Trauma. Trauma doesn't mean we can't deal or handle it. I think on the contrary it equips people to seek help when things do come up. I believe recognizing the hard parts of adoption honors the experience for all parties. Loss can also provide different opportunities. Meeting my birth mother was probably one of the most emotional and healing things I have experienced. Having my adoptive mother support it made it that much more helpful. Our relationship has actually gotten more real and meaningful now that it has happened and so many things have been processed. It is profound to know why I look the way I look, where I get certain characteristics, what things are uniquely mine etc. I appreciate when people can just sit with the hard parts of adoption in a real and honest way then learn and move forward with changes that honor all members of the adoption triad/constellation. It’s not all rosy and it’s not all bad.
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